Monday, September 16th, 2019
The Old Stagecoach Inn provides an awesome breakfast! I got granola with milk, fruit, baked goods, Eggs Benedict with lox, toast, home fries, bacon and sausage, and it was all included in our stay!
After packing, we checked out of our room and headed down the street towards the gas station to try and hitch back to the trail. Two mountain bikers pumping gas in their car waved us down and offered to take us back. They were cousins; Pat, a Vermont local and Mimi, a Montana transplant.
The start of this section was pleasantly flat terrain through brush, along a road, and through private agricultural land. When we popped back out on the road, we met an older lady from Boston who was slack packing this part of the Long Trail named Imram (I’m probably butchering the spelling). She said it was a Celtic name that translated into something along the lines of ‘wanderer’. She was a quick talker and boy, did she like to talk! She was very sweet though, and we wouldn’t walk with her for long. Her car was in the parking lot by the trailhead for Camel’s Hump.
We climbed up to Bamford Ridge Shelter’s spur trail where we took a snack break before continuing our scenic climb to the summit of Camel’s Hump.
The views were incredible at the top, but it was a little too cold and windy to stick around for long, so we made our way down the other side.
We took a break at Montclair Glen Lodge, but decided to push on a little further since it was another pay shelter. After seeing the number of hikers we passed headed north, the shelter was likely very packed full of people by the end of the night. We were happy to find a stealth site that we could all cram into at mile 99.3 just passed Mount Ethan Allen. Stealth sites have been rare to come across!
10.6 miles (17.1 km)